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I'm Court, the melancholic girl who loves music of industrial, metal, rock n roll, alternative, classical, little old school rap etc.... ,tacos, Italian food, chicken with Prego sauce, diet coke, etc,,,and animals, play a bass Neon Green and other instruments, write stories, watch/have interest in very old movies/old movie stars, a true crime buff, love my cats Batz, Carl [RIP], Klein {RIP], Brook [RIP], Charlie [where], Dallas, Miami and Kiki
Motherfuckers and gentlemen
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You get closer to something
Closer to something
You get closer and it slips away, yeah
Fading three dimensional ways
While flies buzzing around your head
I see you ghost-pale
Sucking up
To the black laced mirrors
Much like a sapphire
Wind-up angels
Wind-up gods
Wind-up big shots
And wind-up dolls
Aren't we all the same
On borrowed time here
The Grand Prix of self destruction
Remember who you are
It's the effect you have on me
Sinistar
You're in a place you cannot escape
Oh well
It's your ninth circle of hell
Torn up inside
All torn up inside
It's your shadow and a great big L
The sapphire
The Grand Prix of self destruction
Remember who you are
It's the effect you have on me
The Grand Prix of self destruction
Remember who you are
It's the effect you have on me
Sinistar
Sinistar